What would we do without rain?

What would we do without rain?

Greyscale Photo of Rain Drops

Sometimes I cannot help being a grouch. I guess it is what happens to a person when they get older. They get older, grouchier and grumpier.
The last several months I was grouchy about the weather. What else is there to grouch about these days? I’d grouch about politics, but it’s a world of craziness. I suppose good people visit Washington, DC, but they don’t stay good for long. Thus, I’ve given up grouching about politicians and politics and such.
One of the good things about grouching about the weather is that there is nothing you can do about the weather. You may not like the weather. You might want a different type of weather. However, there’s actually nothing you can do to alter the weather on the outside.
Over time, I have realized that if I wanted to wager on which day it was going to rain, it’d be the day I wash my car. When I’m out there washing my car, Mother Nature is looking down on me grinning among her sarcastic grins, knowing that she is going to send rain my way that day.
I like grouching about the weather. After all, you will need to grouch about something and I’d rather grouch about something that I had nothing whatsoever to do with then something that I could change.
Another day I started downtown and the sky was bright and sunny. Twenty minutes later, it was raining cats and dogs.
Three months ago at the church, we purchased a brand-new lawnmower. We have not been able to use it yet so we don’t know if it actually works or not.
Considering the rain condition, we’re in I often wonder about how Noah felt about the rain in his day. He built an ark and there was not a drop of rain available. He told everyone that it was going to rain; nobody had ever seen rain before and didn’t know what he was talking about. They laughed at him and probably he was the first person known as the Rainman. They weren’t laughing so much when the rain really did come. When I thought it was around, there was a crackling thunder and the rain came down worse than before.
My wife looked at me and said,”What do you want to go outside for?”
Well, she had me there. Because there is nothing for me to do outdoors and furthermore, I am not allowed to perform any repair work on the outside by decree of the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. No matter how bad something is broken, five minutes with me and it is going to be worse than before. That is, based on her estimation.
I tried to keep quiet for a few more minutes, but lo and behold, out came more grouchiness. I guess a person my age has a lot of grouchy to come out, but there is never an appropriate time.
“I am getting so tired,” I said,”of this rain coming and not stopping. When will the rain ever stop? I can do without all this rain.”
At that moment, my wife came into the room where I had been sitting and stared at me for a few minutes. She has those stares that penetrate directly to the soul and back out again. I was reluctant to say anything at that time.
Then, putting both hands on her hips, she said,”What would we do without rain?”
I did not know if that was a rhetorical question or if she was grilling me about our situation. She then turned around and went back to the kitchen to her job.
It did, however, caused me to think a little bit about that. Where in the world would we be if it didn’t rain when it was supposed to rain?
If it weren’t for rain, we would not have the gorgeous land we now have. The farmer’s fields wouldn’t grow. The gardener’s vegetables would not grow. The florist’s would lose all their flowers. It is important in this world in order for it to rain. Rain has a means of creating everything grow and be healthy. You cannot make it rain and you can’t make it stop. But, every rain has a positive effect on the world around us.
I can’t control the rain, neither can I control much of the components in my life but I may have a thankful heart like David, knowing that after the rain the flowers will bloom.


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